Motorama - Bear

Every night she stares at me,
Watering flowers on her knees,
Every night she plays with me,
Touching gently.

Swimming in my fever,
Your father was a bear.
Swimming in my fever,
Your father was a bear.

Every night we dance in bliss,
Trembling feelings touch the leaves.
Every night we dance in trees,
(Ra ra ra ra ra ra ra)

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Swimming in my fever,
Your father was a bear
Swimming in my fever,
Your father was a bear
Swimming in my fever,
Your father was a bear

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Swimming in my fever,
Your father was a bear.

Fear with colored eyes
Fear with colored eyes
Fear with colored eyes